Rain Gryphon

Don't you just love po' buckra basuras blanca?  When I first came to South Carolina too many years ago, a newspaper graphic showed the instances per thousand of spina bifida, the congenital birth defect, per county, color-coded.  It was a spectrum, running from the coast up into the Appalachians.  The article said the cause of this steady parallel climb was “undetermined.”  ie, it made no mention of “going to family reunions to meet girls.”  Meanwhile, the very same paper carried the story of a screaming child found hanging out the window of a burning house, at the end of a logging chain by which he'd been secured whenever his parents were out.  Yeah.